Yang Xingzhou looked at Shui Sheng who was walking out, smiled, and walked towards the door: "Senior Shui, have you caught the Blood Knife Ancestor?"

Outside the door, Shui Sheng had thrown herself into Shui Dai's arms and cried loudly.

Shui Dai gently patted Shui Sheng's back and whispered comfort: "Okay, okay, it's okay! This matter is over!"

After comforting Shui Sheng for a while, he looked up at Yang Xingzhou and said, "Brother Yang, it's all thanks to you this time! Without your help, it would be unspeakable that the little girl would die!"

Yang Xingzhou said: "When Miss Shui is in trouble, it's my duty to come to the rescue. Besides, the Blood Knife Sect is evil to the world, and everyone wants to kill it. I also have a big grudge against the Blood Knife Sect, so I definitely can't let them go!"

When he said this, he raised a bloody sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Besides, the good guys will be rewarded this time. After saving Miss Shui, I also got a precious sword!"

This blood knife is the treasure of the Blood Knife Sect, and it is the sharpest.

Among the weapons in the world, soft swords are extremely rare, and soft knives are even rarer. For example, the blood-colored soft sword of the ancestor of the Blood Knife, which cuts iron like mud, is unique in this world.

Yang Xingzhou not only injured the Blood Sword Ancestor this time, but also grabbed such a precious sword, and it goes without saying that he felt happy.

Shui Dai saw the faint bloody light and the overwhelming coldness of this sword, and praised: "What a sword! It is said that the reason why the Blood Knife Gate is called the Blood Knife Gate is because of this knife. Little brother, let's enter the city today, and I will have someone give it to you.

Pair this knife with a good scabbard, and this knife will be yours from now on!"

He sighed: "Last time you said that you cut off an arm of the Blood Sword Ancestor, I didn't believe it in my heart. I didn't expect you to show it directly in front of me this time. In this way, this Blood Sword Ancestor has two arms.

My arms were cut off by you, and even one of my eyes was blinded by you. Hey, hey, the fourth generation leader of the Blood Knife Sect is so powerful that he has killed countless righteous masters, but he was defeated repeatedly by your hands.

inside!"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "It's just a coincidence. If I really want to fight him openly, I have no choice but to run away. Fortunately, I have some unknown tricks, so I can barely survive."

He didn't want to talk more about this matter, so he changed the subject and said, "Senior Shui, Miss Shui was kidnapped last night. You are worried about your beloved daughter. I'm afraid you missed something important."

Shui Dai said: "Oh? What's the big deal?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "We will find out when we return to the city!"

Shui Sheng had stopped crying at this time, poked his head out of Shui Dai's arms, and said angrily: "What on earth is going on? Can't you tell me now?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "It's a big deal! We'll find out after we return to the city when we ask!"

Shui Dai laughed: "Okay, let's go back to the city! Huh? Where is Xiao Feng? Didn't anyone else come?"

Shui Sheng said: "My cousin said he was going to help you catch the Blood Knife Ancestor. Didn't you see him?"

Shui Dai was stunned: "You have suffered such a big change. He doesn't want to be by your side and take good care of you. Why is he helping me catch people? If I can't catch people, can he catch them? When did this kid become so stupid?

?”

He was a shrewd man and well-trained in human relations. After saying a few words, he looked at his disheveled daughter and suddenly realized something. He couldn't help but sigh softly, his face suddenly darkened, and he whispered: "Sheng'er, Yang

Brothers, let’s go back to the city, and as for Sao Feng, don’t wait for him!”

Yang Xingzhou said: "You may not be able to wait until you can wait!"

Shui Dai's eyes narrowed, but he stopped talking, while Shui Sheng's body trembled, her eye circles turned red, she lowered her head, and her tears fell to the ground.

Now he took his daughter and walked towards Jingzhou City.

The three of them returned to Jingzhou City in silence. As soon as they arrived near the inn, they saw a group of martial arts people walking toward the prefect's Yamen with angry faces.

When one of the old men passed by the inn, he suddenly saw Shui Dai and ran over immediately. He glanced at Shui Sheng and said, "Did you find your wife? Congratulations, congratulations."

This old man was dressed in brocade clothes and was tall. He was saying congratulations, but his face showed a look of sadness that was difficult to conceal, as if something sad had happened to him.

Shui Dai glanced at this person and said calmly: "It turns out to be Brother Wan. What are you doing so early in the morning?"

His expression was indifferent, his speech was lukewarm, his dissatisfaction with this person was unabashedly revealed, and his tone and attitude seemed extremely distant.

Yang Xingzhou knew Shui Dai's character well. He knew that he was outgoing, easy to make friends, and rarely said harsh words. This time, he showed such an indifferent attitude, which was beyond Yang Xingzhou's expectation. He thought to himself: "This old man

Who is it that makes Senior Shui look down upon you so much?"

The old man in brocade clothes opposite had red eyes and said to Shui Dai: "Master Shui, something big has happened! You and a few seniors have to make the decision on this matter today!"

His eyes were filled with tears and he looked extremely sad: "Ding Dian... Ding Dian, that bastard, killed my son!"

Shui Dai was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Oh? What a pity for such a young man. Brother Wan, people cannot be resurrected after death, so you'd better express your condolences."

What he said was completely insincere, and the old man opposite him turned slightly pale when he heard it, and said: "Master Shui, Ding Dian not only killed my son, but also killed several of my disciples. You are the hero of Jiangnan, so...

Just leave him alone?"

Shui Dai looked up at the sky and said calmly: "I heard that Ding Dian was going to announce some news about a treasure recently. Didn't your son and disciples all go to Ling Mansion to find out about the treasure? Why were they killed by Ding Dian? But

People die for money and birds die for food, brothers Wan, children of Jianghu and Jianghu elders, why should you be so sad?"

When he said this, he said to Yang Xingzhou: "Come on, brother Yang, let me introduce you. The person opposite is Wan Zhenshan, Wan Yuanwai in Jingzhou City! He has a nickname in the world, called '

Wuyunshou' was the disciple of the old Mr. Mohemei Niansheng who used to be strong-willed. Yesterday, Sheng'er was kidnapped. I immediately asked Brother Wan for help. Brother Wan was a very righteous man and specially sent two men.

A disciple and three servants came to inquire for me."

When Shui Dai said the words "two disciples and three servants", his pronunciation was extremely strong, and even a fool could hear the sarcastic meaning.

Wan Zhenshan is a powerful figure in the Jingzhou martial arts world. When Shui Dai asked him to help find his beloved daughter, he only sent two disciples and three servants to help with the search. This was too much for the job, was dishonest, and was even a bit humiliating.

That's what he meant. No wonder Shui Dai didn't have a good attitude toward him.

As Shui Dai, going to Wan Zhenshan for help can be said to be a low-key task, but Wan Zhenshan is so slack. No one can stand it, let alone such a big thing as his beloved daughter being kidnapped.

, Wan Zhenshan actually looked down upon him so much. When Shui Dai saw him now, he would naturally not look down upon him.

At this time, seeing his son's disciple being killed, he was crying. Shui Dai thought to himself: "My daughter was arrested, and you didn't take it seriously. Now that your son and disciple have been killed, you come to me to complain. Let me

I make the decision for you? That’s a great idea!”

He didn't want to tangle with Wan Zhenshan anymore, and just when he really wanted to say goodbye, he saw a flash of red light in front of his eyes. The blood knife in Yang Xingzhou's hand suddenly raised, turned into a red sword, and slashed towards Wan Zhenshan's neck.
Chapter completed!